1. Since I only had a short run on the calendar yesterday, I focused on dealing with one of the major hotspots in my house. Our house was built in the 1930s and has VERY little closet space or climate controlled storage space. We have a weird little alcove in our master bedroom where I store all my “out of season” clothes.
This is what it was supposed to look like:
This is what it often looked like:
|I was searching for tights for NYE|
Since Virginia can’t seem to make up it’s mind about whether it should be 50+ degrees or 15 degrees, I was constantly digging for different seasons of clothing. So, I decided I needed to be able to get to any of the clothes.
All the clothes are now organized in bins that I can easily pullout. Most embarrassing part? I have an entire bin of just running socks. Hmm…
2. Remember that bet? Here I am ready to go in my green and yellow. Seems sort of fitting that the only green top I have that I can run in is an Anchor Porter sweatshirt.
3. My left calf is kind of pissy. It’s really tight and I can always feel it. It doesn’t hurt, it’s just uncomfortable. I forgot to wear my calf sleeves yesterday on my 3 mile barefoot treadmill run and now it’s less than thrilled with me. I rolled it using the pump from Shoo’s old strollerthis morning (what? it works and it’s cheaper than buying something. Light sabres work too, just for the record) and it’s a little less angry, but I think I need to invest in another pair of calf sleeves. Sigh. At least I’m able to run again.
OK, I’m off to enjoy this beautiful running weather, even if I do have to wear green and yellow. ;o)